Scale the Ocean
i feel eyes scraping
against my body
when i move
when i move away
the scratches stay
remnants of a serrated
heart. i see you seeing
me, overwhelmed with
flattery i dart- drastic
attempt to scale the
ocean. it is no secret
i can't swim, but i
swallow the salty great
ponds, leaving naked
mountains as a trail
to me. i want to be found,
but i can't stop running.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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